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From the tree outside my open window--the gleam from my computer screen exposes me in the darkness. I am me to such an extent that only I can try to understand it, and in this moment I struggle with that reality. I sip cold green tea, the server no different, while the tree absorbs nutrient rainwater from the soil. Even though all three of us are permitted occupancy by humanity in narrow spaces, I have a feeling I'll be the first to go.